rexx

french vanilla gas station cappuccinos never cease to amaze me.

august already! when did this happen?

its one of those cloudy sundays thats great for no real reason at all.
or maybe it is the cloudiness or the quiet of my house at last or the way everything outside seems to be completely void of motion.

i conquered the interpretation of dreams today. horrah! freud you crazy fucker!
traded in some booksies yesterday for some new ones. or old ones, rather.
got bukowski - the most beautiful woman in town hst - the proud highway and nietzsche - the birth of tragedy.

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life is good, simple. with just the perfect dash of whiskey nights and insanity.

i'm about to go see yo la tengo in a field for free then retire back to nakedness, books, coffee, candles, incense, and my room for the evening.

then all night i shall wait and wait for it to storm. relentlessly. it looks as though it might and i'm in the mood.

it would be perfect.

dripping wax and lightning bolts.
lying naked in the dark.

i hope you are having a wonderful day my lovely loves. till we meet again...



<3 Rexxy

p.s. something new tomorrow from me and cherry for your viewing pleasure. oh what oh what could it be? keep your eyes peeled and i hope you like.